Life is a Fabulous Blend...
Thursday, June 02, 2005
  On the Edge of an Enigma
It's a quater till 6 and in my hand I have a crisp $10 bill so generously supplied by my mother and my car keys. Walking into the friendliest Asian restaurant in town (Kokiyos), I ordered a side of steamed vegetables and some brown rice to go, in a hurry as always. After a minute or two wait, my hot fresh delicious food was handed to me in a bag containing the veggies and rice, a small mint, fork and napkin, and a fortune cookie. Like normal, I went for the fortune cookie before even thinking twice. Hardly ever do I read the fortune because I think that most of the time, a computer program randomizes the words "future, relationship, success, failure, work, and life" to somehow make a sentance that will make you feel dumb that you even checked insie the little crunchy pastry. But I was in a not so normal mood, so I unfolded the paper once in my car and read;
"Sometimes a stranger can bring great meaning to your life"

At first I was pissed because I had just wasted 30 seconds reading an obvious statement of life. But after turning on my favorite Radio Head CD and pulling out onto the road, I realized how completely true it is.
Perhaps the fortune cookie Gods were with me today or maybe I have too much thinking time but this simple fortune made me want to meet people like never before. Not because I believe the ywill "bring great meaning to my life" but that they might add anything. Do you realise that everyone you know right now, exceptions being imaginary friends and spiritual entities, was once a stranger? That one fact alone puts a new slant on how I look at the anonymous faces I pass each day. The quote suggests that strangers bring meaning, but really its not even that. Any meaning being put in your life shows a familiarity of some kind to that person and therefore their strangness disappears. This means that the more strangers that vanish, the more meaning your life has the capability of holding. So where to now? To the grocery store, to meet some strangers and perhaps add meaning to their life in any way possible while they do just the same to me. Afterall, my own father was once a stranger to me..........
 
Comments:
neat.

i'm feeling kara deprived. i wish you weren't in california.
 
I'm feeling very Kara deprived. I wish I were hugging you. Be safe, friend, I will be anticipating your arrival...
 
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